mandolin | Whew.

Remember the speeding ticket I got in June when I didn't notice the lunatic I was trying to get away from was racing me? Just got back from traffic court all the way out in Frederick.

I was sitting there, listening to the judge interrogate practically everyone who came up to defend themselves, and was tempted to just go down and pay the fine before he could rip me a new one.

Then my name was called and I went up to the desk.

The officer who gave me the ticket? He was nowhere to be found. The judge dismissed the case. No fine, no points, no questions.

I am SO incredibly lucky.

And you can bet I watched my speed the entire trip home. (I think I saved several people from getting picked up, too - it's great to watch tailgaters see the speed trap and IMMEDIATELY back off...)